<P class=MsoNormal> Chapter Six</P>
<P class=MsoNormal> "So......this is what a mental institution is like......I didn't expect it to be so......cushy." Peter said, glancing around at the room that he and Austin had been placed in while Liam was brought out of his cell to speak to them. There was a row of chairs lined up against most of the walls, a few small tables with magazines heaped on top of it, and a small metal rack with newspapers in it. It reminded him more of a doctor's waiting room than anything else. </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> "What did you expect?" Austin questioned flipping through the week old sport's section he had picked up. "That the building was going to be made out of all metal with an electric fence surrounding it and armed- to- the- teeth- and- them -some- guards were going to be patrolling every inch day and night twenty four seven?" </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> Yes, although he would never hear the end of it if he admitted it. "No, I just thought that it would be more like......well I don't know, visiting somebody in prison."</P>
<P class=MsoNormal> "So sorry to disappoint you, but you know Pete you might want to consider watching less crime drama shows, you do realize that that stuff is <I>fake</I> right?" </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> Peter rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to say something else, but was interrupted when the door opened and a woman wearing an ill-fitting grey suit walked into the room with too heavily made up eyes and lips wearing a false smile on her face. </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> "Peter King and Austin Williams?" She questioned in such an overly nasal voice Peter had to repress the urge to cringe. </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> Shooting him a look, Austin answered for both of them. "Yes, that would be us." </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> The false smile became broader. "I'm Belle Masters; I own the 'Masters Institution for the Mentally Challenged', I'll take you to visit Liam now if you'd like." </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> "Oh most certainly" Austin answered in a tone so icy it was as if it was snowing in the room. "We'd love to see him." </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> "Wonderful, please follow me" </P>
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<P class=MsoNormal> At The Same Time........</P>
<P class=MsoNormal> Sera was in her room, sitting on her "bed", which was a few sack of flours clumsily sewed together and stuffed with a few handfuls of straw, still thinking about what Adam had said to her earlier that even. May 23.......she had very nearly forgotten the importance of the date. She knew that she shouldn't blame herself, what with everything that had been going on lately, Wayne's trial, the vermin problem, the food shortage, the clean water shortage, the power problem.........</P>
<P class=MsoNormal> Well the point was with all that had been going on it was a miracle that even somebody had remembered. But still to think that she had been stupid enough to forget that it was her and Sam's and Adam and Alice's own..........</P>
<P class=MsoNormal> "Hey Sera, dinner's ready come downstairs!" Alice shouted, her voice abruptly breaking through Sera's thoughts. </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> "I'm coming, I'm coming" She called impatiently, standing up. But still her thought were focused on what Adam had said that evening. </P>
<P class=MsoNormal> After all how could she forget that it was their own seventh birthdays?</P>
<P class=MsoNormal> Especially since there was the fact that she and Sam supposedly possessed the impeccable photographic memory of the-oh-so great King family.</P>
<P class=MsoNormal> Considering that Eric and Charlotte King were her parent's. </P>
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<P class=MsoNormal>Did anyone see THAT coming?? ANybody wanna guess who Adam and Allison's parents are???? (Hint they roalyty and thier names start with a "V" and "B") </P>
<P class=MsoNormal>Anybody wanna make a cover for this story??? </P>
<P class=MsoNormal>Oh and P.s.......</P>
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